[] "Need prana. Dragon Vein. Caster's old base. Self repair. Bring me there. Guaranteed recovery."
You held on to your consciousness and struggled to keep yourself awake, "Need prana. Dragon Vein. Caster's old base. Self repair. Bring me there. Guaranteed recovery."
Berserker grunted before making his way through the woods. He changed courses and moved to the path to the abandoned Skii resort. He followed the directions you shared with him through your mental link.
You held on to his arm and slowly but surely faded out. This body was just a little too fragile for your liking. You could just hope that you didn't die midway on your trip. The cold and loss of blood was a bad combination. You endured at least until you could secure enough Prana to brute force your healing.
You blacked out.
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You woke up and you realized that you weren't dead. A dirty cloth was made to cover your body but you were already warm. Just touching the ground and feeling the air was enough for you to be warm. You recognized it as the latent mana lingering in the air. This could only mean that Berserker made it to Caster's old haunt. You weren't directly on top of the Dragon Vein but you were close to it and that was enough for your small body to gather and use for repairs.
You don't know how to speed up the process but the bleeding had stopped. The wound had been sealed but Gae Bolg's curse remained in the form of stinging pain. You're never going to get used to that. Archer wasn't here to help you with it either.
How long were you out? You didn't know... But while the mana in the air was abundant, it didn't take away the exhaustion you felt from your limbs. A soft sigh left your lips as you slowly got up to survey your surroundings. You were in an abandoned cabin, looking outside you realized where you were.
You were at the abandoned Skii resort. Partway through here would be Caster's old haunt but the Castle should have vanished with the death of its master. Medb used the same underground resource here to lay siege to Caster's home base.
You slowly got up your feet and fixed the robes you wore. Minerva had such restricting fashion sense... But you figured it's because she didn't want to look too much like a child. You looked at the mirror past the moth eaten bed and saw yourself staring back at you.
In reality, it was Minerva that was looking at you but the reflection obviously followed your movements. Walking close to the mirror, you held your palm against its surface before running your hand along it.
You were younger, your hair was longer and messier behind you but you had the same eyes and lips. Medb's never going to let you hear the end of this. With Minerva out there, you're not sure what her next move will be. The most obvious thing would be she would make use of the chaos to slip away undetected alongside your body. She won't be taking her chances but it's only a matter of time until Medb figured it out...
Not unless Rider was being a moron which, if you'll admit, was all the time. You didn't have confidence in Medb finding out but if it was Ruler or Scathach then they'll know. Not unless Minerva vanished before Rider took notice. There was also the fact that Minerva had one last command seal to use on Medb. That's going to come to play later.
You stepped back before moving to the door. It was still night time so you couldn't have been out that long. You're just surprised that you could heal this fast, was it a property of Minerva's body or something? The aching was still there as if Gae Bolg never left your body and was still lodged inside you but it was manageable.
Exiting the cabin, you found that it was still dark outside. The moon was low on the distance but daybreak was still a few hours away. You were finally coming to the end of this long night.
Your boots dug into the snow as the short set of steps down the cabin creaked. Your breath smoked as you looked around for any signs of life. Your gaze was eventually drawn to the light of the city in the distance. So vast and busy, even with the Grail War going on everyone was still living their lives. It was just a few days until the Purge occurred.
Everyone would be wiped out once the New Year came. Man, woman, young or old, everything will be wiped clean by the Clocktower... Not unless Emiya gets to the Grail first and stops them.
Rider's wish was all that mattered, everyone else could go die-
You stopped your thoughts there and winced. Holding your head, you fell down on your knees as your head hurt. What... The hell? You eventually turned to look at the sky. The stars... There were... Vanishing. Your eyes sharpened as you frowned. You can make out the trails of prana, forming something in the sky...
The sky... Why was it like that? All the lights in the sky were vanishing.
You went limp as you looked a the ground, "Urgh... Rider."
"Crying for Rider ain't gonna bring her to you," Berserker growled as he dropped some dead rabbits on your front, "And you can't live off mana either. Better get cooking, runt."
You stared at the animals he brought and blinked. You sagged and slid down the fall you were leaning against.
Hiding Spot
[] "I... I got it. I'll need materials. Can you fetch them for me?"
[] "How many enemies are there? Have you found the majority of them..? I don't want them bothering me..."
[] "The sky. Something's happening to the sky. Do you know what's going on, Berserker? The stars, they're vanishing."
[] "I want to see Rider again. I want to tell her I'm okay. I... I don't want Minerva to turn her against me."
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